Jeanine Divergent Novels & Stories

Such wonders . “Such fun we had! Remember? I can show you nightmares, too,” continued her mother. “I made peace with my nightmare, Mama.” “Really? Let us see.” Two young women walked out from behind Cassandra. One black and one white. They, too, had ice-blue eyes and were clothed in all white Haitian dresses. “Behold, your eternal struggle,” said Cassandra. Both women were Jeannine. One black and one white. The same but different. Jeannine watched as the black version of herself swirled and warped.

Dante In the end, Jean leaves like a thief in the night. She left no note except for the signed divorce papers on top of the living room center table. I watch from the balcony as Jean shoulders a small carry-on bag with only her essentials. Despite the thundering protests I feel stirring in my chest, I know that tonight is the night I lose her. From the corner of my eye, I spot a few men with guns trained at her, ready to fire at my command. Their previous orders were to not allow Jean out of their sight, which includes having to injure her if she gets taken away by enemies again. But this time is different.

“Hey, I think you’re a nice and charming guy. If you’re not her family, not even her lover, then why did you bring Jonea here? Does she owe you money?” “NO!” Owen answered once again. I also got annoyed. I got up from the couch and shouted angrily at Owen. “So what? Do you just want to take advantage of her? Are you even human?” “NO! I’m not human.” I was flabbergasted and stood up on shaking legs. Well, of course. There are almost no humans here anymore. All of them have undergone DNA transformation and become hybrids - half human, half wolf. It’s enough. This was the code that Jonea was in danger, and she couldn’t tell me.

“You only live once, and we are in a place where no one knows you, and there is like a ninety-nine percent chance you will never see any of these people again. No one is going to know you. You can cut loose and take on a whole new personality. Let’s give you a fake name, an alter ego.” “No thanks.” “Jade,” Julia said, clearly getting excited about the idea. “We’ll call you Jade. You’re a princess from some little island, and you’re looking for some fun.” “Why don’t you be Jade?” I shot back. “Because I have plenty of wild memories to fall back on when I’m eighty,” she answered easily. “You need to have one week of crazy that is going to make you smile when you’re old and gray.” “I agree,” Kh

Jane P.O.V. DREAM: “This isn’t a dream Jane, this is you future my love.” The sound came out of a light above us. Noah smiles at me again and walks away with Sophie by his arm. But how can this be my future if the child completely looks different. “My dear child, sometimes people make mistakes, but Noah made a horrible one. I’m keeping you here a little longer so you won’t feel the pain that it’s giving you.” “I don’t understand, how can the child be different right now from last time, how can this be my future. I’ve just been send away from my room I was staying in.”

Jennifer knew now: Julian was not a god; he was merely a puppet that could be destroyed. Several weeks passed since the dreadful incident at Julian’s mansion. Julian was secretly treated, hiding his bruises and his humiliation. Meanwhile, Jennifer Jones worked hard to forget the horror, focusing all her energy on her career. Her latest film, "The Return of Dan Star," produced by Sterling Media, finally premiered. With a renowned director and a strong script, the film instantly became a sensation, smashing box office records in its first week.

" Thane announced. at long last, shs has secured a win, Maria was beyond glad. Lindy was not happy with the win, her face of annoyance was so obvious that Thane saw it. ************** Post-elimination feeling for Jeane was filled with anxiety, pain and a subtle sensation of liberty. She felt in a sense that she had seen the world in a broader, divergent and deeper aspect. But all that didn't cure the emotion of desolation that she felt inside. While she hoped that her one of her sisters won the competition, she wondered if she would see Klein Macmiller ever again. That night inside the forest bunker was very cold and lonely, what kept jeane company was her heavy thoughts of the passionate mo

I whispered seductively, biting my lower lip. “As you wish.” He replied by lifting me off the chair and carrying me to the bedroom like a baby. The housekeepers are left to look after Denise and Dylan. “I'm gonna choke you and drill you hard from behind. He was true to his words, I couldn't keep my voice down. He turned my body inside out. It transitioned into slow lovemaking. Our bodies were in unison. We were one body and one soul. I had built a family with Derrick, my dream family. In the midst of it all , I looked at the window. The magic Derrick was doing to my body was ethereal. The sky was glorious. It was the same weather as the day of the transition festival. The day my story be

Vivian whispered, stepping closer, her voice filling with a sick, venomous satisfaction. “She loved him, Darien. She worshipped the ground he walked on. Look at the rest of the photos. She still keeps his letters. She still visits his old apartment building. She is completely obsessed with him, and she will never move on from him. She can't love you. When you hold her, when you force her against the wall, when you kiss her until she’s breathless… she is visualizing him.” A hot, ugly surge of primal, suffocating jealousy flared deep in my gut, making my jaw clench until the bone throbbed. Anger flashed behind my eyes.

“Sorry, it was stupid of me. He’s probably really ugly and gross in his shifted form right now, right?” Jules nodded quickly, but his mind was reeling. Could Liam be right? Could his compassion toward the Xeus be caused by the fact that he was a Dainiri? Just like Xeus alphas, Dainiri omegas retained many of the traits of their primitive ancestors. They were more fertile, more nurturing, more driven by their instincts than Vos omegas—and more passionate, supposedly. Feeling uncomfortable, Jules decided to change the subject. “Anyway, I’ve already found the key to his manacles. All I need from you is to distract the guards in a way that won’t make Uncle Wayne suspect you.”